The Demon Monk System from Another World, but I didn't travel through time.

Chapter 130 Back to the hospital! Is everything okay?
Zhang Wuyong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Believe me, it's okay...it's really okay!" He used his left arm as a pillow for Tongtong.

He held her in his right hand and gently stroked her shoulder-length hair.

His gentle yet firm words gradually made Tongtong feel at ease.

Finally, Tongtong slowly fell asleep in his arms.

Zhang Wuyong hugged Tongtong. Her body was very soft, and her beautiful curves were pressed against him through the collar of her pajamas. He felt refreshed at this moment.

He glanced at the system status bar again.

He saw that the title of "Perfect" was still gray.

Tongtong woke up again after sleeping for a while until eleven o'clock.

I slept deeply and slowly accepted the fact that now I can only wait here for news.

She didn't cry anymore.

I just talked to him a lot.

She talked about how her mother raised her when she was a child.

She talked about how her mother accompanied her in her studies, and how her mother did not get angry when she could not solve the problems, but patiently taught her.

It tells the story of the day when the bad news about Dad suddenly came.

When I said this, I almost cried again, but I held it back.

She talked about how her mother had to work and take care of her life when she was in junior high school.

Later I learned that she was bullied at school and didn't dare to tell her mother about it when she got home. Her mother cried secretly behind her back.

She talked a lot.

Zhang Wuyong just kept listening, listening quietly.

Of course he knew all these things.

But he was still willing to listen to her.

Or rather, I want to hear her say it.

They chatted until after two in the morning before Tongtong fell asleep again.

Zhang Wuyong continued to keep his eyes open and watch until after 3:30 in the morning.

The warm yellow light emitted by the night light at the head of the bed illuminates the bed.

He saw that the four words "Perfect Fit" finally turned white again.

It has been exactly 24 hours since he stopped using "Perfect Match" last night.

Zhang Wuyong quietly pulled his hand out from under Tongtong's neck.

This was not too difficult, because Tongtong was already resting her head on a pillow, and his hand served as a neck pillow.

But one of her hands was still tightly grasping his clothes.

Zhang Wuyong had to carefully and slowly pry open her slender fingers.

Then he left her a note on the bedside table, saying that he was going home for a while and would be back soon.

He felt that he should be able to return here before Tongtong woke up.

But it's better to be on the safe side.

He didn't want Tongtong to wake up and find that she was alone in the house.

Zhang Wuyong went out and closed the door slowly on the way, trying not to make any noise.

Go downstairs.

He rode his own electric scooter and put on the "Perfect Match" when he was almost at the hospital.

He walked around for a long time and finally found a drunk passerby.

After observing for a while, he left again.

Some distance away from the hospital, he imitated the drunken, staggering walk of the passerby.

Imitation of actions and temperament.

Image imitation.

Alternative!

Zhang Wuyong entered the hospital and did not go to the inpatient building, but walked towards the outpatient building.

Going around to the back of the outpatient building, there was no light.

There is only a patch of greenery here, and beyond that is a wall.

Zhang Wuyong took a deep breath and pointed his finger in the darkness. The Magic Crystal Coffin appeared out of thin air. He opened the coffin and easily carried Aunt Zhu out, laying her on the grass.

After putting away the magic crystal coffin, he walked around and arrived at the emergency room on the first floor of the inpatient department.

At the emergency reception desk, he ran over and said, "Hurry up and take a look. There's a person lying in the back, wearing a hospital gown. She looks like a female patient from your hospital."

The two female nurses at the reception desk looked up in surprise.

One of the female nurses walked around the guidance desk and called a security guard over to follow her out.

Led by Zhang Wuyong, they came to the back.

"There really is someone!" The female nurse was shocked and hurriedly asked the security guard to push the stretcher.

After a flurry of activity, a woman in a hospital gown was wheeled into the emergency room on a stretcher. The emergency doctor came out to examine her and suddenly exclaimed, "Doctor Zhu?"

At this time, Zhang Wuyong had quietly retired, left the hospital, resigned from his title, and rode his electric scooter home.

I returned to the community and took the elevator to the ninth floor.

He used the key Tongtong left him to open her door.

He entered inside and then quietly entered Tongtong's bedroom.

I saw the note still on the table.

Zhang Wuyong reached out and pinched the note.

The note disappeared out of thin air as if by magic.

Lying down again, the beautiful girl on the bed woke up with a start and opened her eyes: "Useless?"

"I'm here!" Zhang Wuyong pulled back the thin blanket and lay down with her again.

"Where did you go?" Tongtong asked softly.

"I went to the bathroom."

Zhang Wuyong reached out and touched her smooth face: "Are you feeling better now?"

"Yeah!" Tongtong reached out and grabbed his hand, letting his broad palm rest on her face. "I had a dream earlier. I dreamed that you came back with mom."

Zhang Wuyong smiled and said, "It sounds like a good dream!"

Tongtong snuggled into his arms, stretched out her hands and hugged his waist.

After a while, she raised her head and looked at his face in the dim light of the night light: "Useless! Are you nervous?"

"No!"

Tongtong raised her body a little and put her face against his cheek, feeling his coldness and hardness: "You are lying!"

Zhang Wuyong was indeed very nervous.

Aunt Zhu was rescued, but the matter was definitely not so easily resolved.

What's next? He wasn't sure at all.

But at this moment, he didn't know what to do.

Tongtong turned over under the blanket, facing away from him, grabbed his hands, and let his arms wrap around her body.

"Your hands are cold too!" she said softly.

The sound is as gentle as spring rain.

Then she slowly unbuttoned her nightgown and put his hands inside.

Use her own heart to warm his overly cold palms.

"Mom will be fine!" she whispered, as if in a dream, but with unwavering determination.

"Yeah! We will be fine!" Zhang Wuyong further hugged the girl in his arms.

The two childhood sweethearts fell asleep peacefully.

At the same time, the city hospital was extremely busy.

"Impossible, this is impossible!" Director Zheng Taihua was stunned holding the CT scans that had just been taken.

He stood up and walked back and forth in the closed office, ignoring the puzzled look of the captain of the criminal police brigade next to him.

"What exactly happened?" asked the tall captain of the criminal police brigade in a deep voice.

Dean Zheng turned to him, opened his mouth, and hesitated to speak.

Yao Tong stared at him: "What's going on? Just tell me what's going on."

Dean Zheng's face was filled with disbelief: "Doctor Zhu's injuries...are all healed?!"

(End of this chapter)